An afternoon with friends

It wasn’t currently raining when we met Alison & Richard for lunch at Saul’s. Now, it had been raining that morning. In fact, even a few minutes before when I found to my displeasure that our local post office no longer has Saturday window hours (sorry Bill, no hat mailed today) there had been a bit of rain.

This lunch had been in the planning for a while. All of us had to get through the holidays. It needed to be a day of the week that was possible and a time of the day that might work for everyone. Hence, we quickly scheduled our first opportunity after the first of the year.

I’ve mentioned Saul’s before. I took advantage of breakfast being available on weekends till 1500.  Everyone else seemed more interested in luncheon choices. The guys headed up the hill to our house first, while Alison and I followed at a leisurely pace.

The rest of the afternoon involved knitting, chatting, some cross-stitch and chocolate

heavenly torte

baked by Alison. It has to be the most dense and scrumptious dark chocolate torte I have ever eaten.  And, I have the rest of it! Along with a hat

a present for me

to keep my head warm.

I am sure we both think we have the better end of the deal, but Richard kindly took this strange stringed instrument I acquired in Romania about 20 years ago.

Fractal 363 –

I started a new fractal which is going to turn out to be both lovely and easy. Not a bad combination. Less than a dozen colors. With areas that aren’t stitched I really can’t count rows this time. So rather, I am going to count off 10×10 blocks as they are completed (only 150 of them) with an overall size of 75 x 200.

And this might just be the first 10% completed.

7 Jan 17.

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About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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4 Responses to An afternoon with friends

  1. Alison says:

    We were posting in unison–and about Bill’s hat, too! Thank you for a lovely, lovely day, and yes we definitely got the better end of the deal. So there.

    • Alison says:

      p.s. The instrument appears to be a kankle? As far as I’ve been able to learn so far, and that it’s in the category of meloharps. Thank you so much!

      • Holly says:

        and here I thought a kankle was a fat ankle! and no – I am having torte for breakfast! My last wonderful meal before I have to do a diet change for that test on Wednesday. Couldn’t have landed in my fridge at a more delightful time…

  2. Ruth says:

    Sounds like a perfect day. I’ve had one of Allisson’s chocolate tortes before….yum!

    Keep dry my friend.

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